User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3474228-20110817173146

The otters raise their shields as the arrows come back in full force. An otter who was too slow stands, transfixed, next to Sterling, his eyes staring into space as he falls backwards onto the deck with a soft thud. Sterling averts his eyes and continues to yell out orders. "More arrows ... an' slings!"